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  • 58008@lemmy.worldtoLemmy Shitpost@lemmy.worldnever forget
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    4 days ago

    It’s both hilarious and disturbing that, 25 years later, we still have a significant number of people believing controlled demolition took down the WTC towers and building 7. But then again, it’s been nearly 70 years since the JFK assassination and most people still think Oswald was a patsy 🤷‍

    Conspiracism is like gossip, but on a national level. It’s pure poison. It can lead to anything ranging from destroyed personal relationship and reputations, to the Holocaust (think of the shit said about Jews for centuries leading up to it). We shouldn’t be so blasé about that shit.

    And the Epstein case had something 9/11 truth doesn’t: evidence, court-worthy and verifiable evidence. Prosecutable evidence. Undeniable evidence. Show me a bomb-planter who did 9/11 and the paycheque he received for his work from Dubya, and then we can talk. Otherwise, all you have is gossip.





  • 58008@lemmy.worldtoMildly Infuriating@lemmy.worldNo one spells "lose" anymore
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    24 days ago

    I’m not a grammar nazi, but I like to be helpful to people who want help:

    • Lose: Pronounced “loose”, as in “if you’re gonna challenge me to explain the difference between ‘lose’ and ‘loose’ well, ha, let’s just say you’re gonna lose/loose”

    • Loose: Pronounced “lose”, as in “just how lose/loose do you think AOC’s anal sphincter really is?”






  • Motiveless murder/disappearance - that is, where the victim has no enemies or any reason to have become a victim of murder (e.g. robbery) - are extremely hard to solve even today. Police are much better able to capture criminals today, but they’re still batting a pretty measly average overall, and especially so in cases of motiveless disappearances. The US has ~350 million people in it, and there are enormous swathes of land that are uninhabited or are only lightly inhabited. Massive marshes, endless forests, etc. Dumping bodies in there is so effective that sometimes even serial killers who have confessed and are helping the cops locate victims’ bodies can’t find them all.

    The behaviour of killers outside of the crime itself is usually what fucks them. Bragging to people, taunting the cops, leaving calling cards/clues, or just becoming so confident and hubristic that they lower their standards and get caught for future murders through sheer sloppiness.




  • 58008@lemmy.worldtoLemmy Shitpost@lemmy.worldLow rating
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    1 month ago

    My take on feets: I don’t think about them in my fantasies or anything, but if they’re there IRL, they represent a further opportunity to add to the other person’s pleasure, so I’ll have a go on them. But I don’t get turned on by the act of licking soles in and of itself. I’ve never seen a pair of feet and thought “daaaaaaaaaaamn, those are some HOT feets!” no more than I’ve seen a garden fence and thought “burn down all other fences, 'cause THIS is the one!” Although, I’m sure I’ve seen plenty of feet that caused my neutrality to dip into disgust (like my own, for example). But beyond that, I don’t think about them at all. They’re just an extra button on my controller in the indecipherable non-localised Slavic RPG that is the female orgasm.




  • My girlfriend-at-the-time’s dirty, dirty ass. Thought it would be like in my fantasies, where it tastes like candyfloss and smells like a Yankee candle. Nope. Shit. Just shit.

    If you’re curious, shit tastes exactly as it smells. I wish I didn’t know that. Although I’m happy that now you, too, know that.

    And she had the nerve to dump me later. I deserve a Nobel peace prize for not recoiling in horror and instead just powering through in silence like a fucking GENTLEMAN.

    On the bright side, it became a great way to ensure future partners were cognisant of the issue. I’d drop it into the usual “what was your ex like?” gossip sessions that come with new relationships. It’s like saying “please wash your various holes if I’m gonna go rooting around in them like an ant-fiending aardvark” without actually saying it. A cautionary fable from days of yore to guide the next generation.

    P.S. I’m still pro-anilingus. Just… clean the fuckin’ thing first. I don’t need to be picking dingleberries from between my teeth, thanks.